I tried to create my own fantasy,
But I stepped back.
I tried to build up my own dreams,
But fear of nonfeasance attacked.
I tried looking up to those shining stars,
Thinking where I lacked.
I tried dancing up to my own music,
To get a bit relaxed.
I tried cheering up to my own glasses,
Getting a feeling of living in a world of black.
I tried to sing myself on my birthday,
To avoid my emptiness fact.
I tried stimulating myself at times,
But couldn't forget those nightmare flashbacks.
I tried, tried and tried.....
But could never thrive my daydream tracks.
I see a gloomy vision of myself walking around,
Trying to knock back.
People telling to listen up my brain,
Shadows telling to listen up my heart,
Questions bouncing in my head front and back.
I get afraid seeing those apparition at times,
But although now I can't overcome this bitter FACT!!!
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Thanks for reading this poem. See you all in next chapter.
Till then,
Bub Bye
Take care :)(VOTE, COMMENT & SHARE)
~Srishti
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